Dear God,
Sometimes the events that happen in our country just make me weep. Other days I do not have to look past our town and what is happening breaks my heart. I can only imagine how you feel looking at what you created. You knew how accepting and so proud of sin we would become, but you made us anyway. You knew satan would lie, steal, deceive, take captive and confuse the very people you made in your image, but you created anyway. You knew the cost of our sin would cost you your son’s life, but you loved us that much to make us anyway. Why?
You knew that New York would pass a law to end lives of babies. How your heart must break. What do we do? It can no longer be said that we do not know that stopping a heart is murder, but selfishness blinds many. Will churches in New York step in and help these carriers of life? Maybe a home will be created for women to go and instead of ending a life, they will deliver the baby and put them up for adoption. Maybe this home will make adoptions as affordable as an abortion. We would be first in line to adopt!
What about this confusion of gender? How can we help? God, how can something so simple become something to argue over? How can we love people that the enemy is having such control over? These precious people were created by you. “So God created man in his own image; he created them in the image of God; he created them male and female.” (Genesis 1:27) Why do we fight the very image we were created in? What is so wrong with being who you were made to be? We might have bad days and how we look and feel is not what we want, but we have taken this too far. Perhaps evil has been allowed to be inflicted and now hiding as another sex feels safe. God, please help the hearts of these hurting people.
God, convict us before it is too late. May the words you gave us in your Word ring loud. “Who is it you have insulted and blasphemed? Against whom have you raised your voice and lifted your eyes in pride? Against the Holy One of Israel!” (2 Kings 19:22) This is what we have done against you God. Our world, countries, states, cities and homes are in rebellion against you and I am not exempt. Everyday I do things that are outside the lines you have drawn for me out of love. I rebel and my selfish heart thinks it knows better than you who made me. Lord, forgive me again.
Maybe siding with angry sinners seems like the better choice because we believe the lie that we have gone too far for you to love us. If this were the case, then your son would have died for nothing. Your Word is full of sinners that turned to you and you worked wonders in their lives. Why continue in anger, fear and rebellion? God, open hearts to who you are and how powerful your love is.
Your words in Isaiah give me such hope! “Come, let us settle this, says the LORD. Though your sins are scarlet, they will be as white as snow; though they are crimson red, they will be like wool. If you are willing and obedient…”. (Isaiah 1:18-19). God, this is my prayer tonight for our world. Stir in us this desire to be willing, obedient and washed clean. We have remained stained far to long. Eternity is at stake and you do not desire for anyone to live apart from you.
“O for the wonderful love He has promised, promised for you and me. Though we have sinned, He has mercy and pardon. Pardon for you and for me. Come home, come home. Ye who are weary, come home. Earnestly, tenderly Jesus is calling. Calling, “O sinner come home.” (Softly and Tenderly by Will L. Thompson)
I love you,
Natalie